Honey pet sweet wife: BOSS adults are super awesome

"Mommy, what shall we do next?"

Song Yan came out and saw Yan Ruo in the car, his eyes couldn't help but be proud,

Yan Jing understood her daughter's thoughts too well, and said with a straight face: "Don't touch her, I'm still useful."

"Mummy, I just want to play, don't worry, I will never kill her."

Song Yan pulled Mummy Yan Jing's clothes, said coquettishly, and cast sharp eyes on Yan Ruo.

Damn girl, you also have today, let you rely on grandma to like you, flaunt it in front of me, and let it fall into my hands, hehe, let you look good.

Yan Jing sighed, "Okay, let you vent your anger, but you can't move that child, his role is much more important than that dead girl."

"Okay, I promise you."

Song Yan agreed without hesitation, and when she saw Mommy leaving here, she walked up to Yan Ruo arrogantly, raised her feet high, and stepped on her face fiercely.

"Damn girl, isn't she just beautiful? What's the big deal? I think you've turned into an ugly monster. How can you be strict?"

Yan Ruo, who was pretending to be dizzy, let go of her clenched fists when she heard this, maybe her face was disfigured, she really didn't need to marry, and her rigor wouldn't be a joke to others, even if she wasn't afraid of Song Yan, what would Xiao Chen do? He is still a child.

Seeing the redness and swelling on Yan Ruo's face, Song Yan became more and more happy, his eyes were very excited, and the strength of his feet gradually increased.

"Yan Ruo, get up if you have the ability, keep showing off, if it wasn't for you, why would grandma hate me, what's so good about you?"

Fatty, so heavy, with your looks, it's only a ghost that grandma likes you.

Yan Ruo complained in her heart, feeling that half of her face was unconscious, maybe she was really disfigured.

Not knowing what happened to Xiao Chen, Yan Ruo secretly opened his eyes, seeing Xiao Chen not far away, he was full of worry.

Song Yan was completely relieved, clapped his hands, and said to his subordinates, "Bring them in."

"Okay, miss."

Yan Ruo was carried in, and when An Xichen passed by Song Yan, her eyes widened, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

This……

This is An Xiaoxiao's son, yes, she must remember correctly, this little face is exactly the same as Jun Mohan's, she is too familiar with it.

The son of the CEO of the Empire Group, it's no wonder Mommy said that this brat is worth more than that dead girl, and it really is.

Thinking of that handsome and stylish man Jun Mohan, a trace of greed flashed in Song Yan's eyes, and he kept swallowing.

If he can be with that man, hehe, maybe he will fall in love with her, and then she will be the wife of the CEO of the Imperial Group, so there is nothing wrong with An Xiaoxiao.

Just when Song Yan was whimsical, An Xichen woke up and frowned when he saw a strange place.

Yan Ruo, who has been looking at Xiaochen all the time, sees this scene, and his heart is raised, little devil, why are you awake at this time.

"Stinky boy, why are you here?"

Song Yan looked at An Xichen with disdain in his eyes, what's so great about the president's son, when she becomes Jun Mohan's woman, are you afraid she won't have a son?

"who are you?"

An Xichen's eyes were clear, without the slightest fear, he kept looking around, and finally found Yan Ruo's figure, and he was relieved.

Song Yan noticed his action and sneered, "I never thought you, a brat, would care so much about Yan Ruo?"

"She is my aunt. Of course I care about her. You haven't answered what I just said. Who are you?"

"Little devil, do you really not know me?"

Song Yan slowly approached An Xichen, and that chubby face magnified in front of him.

Hearing these words, An Xichen's eyes flickered. Where had he seen such an ugly woman?
Seeing his puzzled look, Song Yan kindly reminded, "My mommy is Yan Jing. To be precise, we are still relatives."

"So it's you, pretty cousin."

The word "beautiful" pleased Song Yan, and she laughed loudly, "You have a sweet mouth, not at all like your mommy."

"I'm just telling the truth, my cousin is really pretty, but if you miss me, can you just say next time, don't let me be invited like this, it hurts."

An Xichen's small face was wrinkled into a ball, without any precautions, and his tone was very intimate, as if he really regarded Song Yan as his relatives.

Song Yan saw the blue color on An Xichen's arm, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, An Xiaoxiao's child is really stupid, he can't even recognize his own situation.

But that's good too, she wasn't afraid of his tricks, so she asked someone to untie the rope from An Xichen's hands.

"Aunt Biao is really nice, but this game is not fun, you see, my little hands are almost red."

Aggrieved, An Xichen walked towards Song Yan, showed his little hands, and saw the redness and swelling on his fair skin, his eyes flickered slightly.

"Let me talk about them later, okay."

"Ah."

An Xichen nodded, suddenly clutching his stomach, and said embarrassedly: "Auntie, I'm hungry, can you give me something to eat?"

"it is good."

For the sake of him being Jun Mohan's son, Song Yan didn't make things difficult for him. After a while, the delicious food arrived, and An Xichen smiled innocently.

"It's delicious, Aunt Biao, do you want to eat it?"

"I just ate it, you can eat it yourself."

Song Yan was sitting on the chair, looking at An Xichen non-stop. Except for the similar face to Jun Mohan, his personality didn't follow him at all. That man was always cold, even if he didn't speak, his aura was still there. Being powerful, laughing, is a luxury for him.

Yan Ruo, who was pretending to be dizzy, saw An Xichen like this, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching. Is this childish person with a harmless smile that kid?
Is it because she is wrong, or this world is fantasy, or An Xichen is thinking of something in his mind.

Cousin, wow, if it wasn't for delaying time, An Xichen wouldn't want to pretend to be a child in front of her. I hope his smart uncle can move quickly, otherwise, he can't guarantee that he can continue to pretend.

"Smelly, by the way, what's your name?"

Song Yan wanted to please An Xichen, only to realize that she had forgotten the other person's name and asked directly.

"Biao Auntie, just call me Xiaochen. Aunt Ruoruo also calls me that. By the way, why hasn't she woke up yet?"

"Yan Ruo is sleeping, and she will wake up when she gets enough sleep."

"Aunt Ruoruo is really lazy."

An Xichen wrinkled his nose, and said in distaste. Hearing her words, Yan Ruo, who was on the ground, wished he could stand up directly.

Brat, I'm not sleeping, I'm dizzy, dizzy, understand?
Song Yan smiled, "Your Auntie Ruoruo is really lazy, but she is lucky, she will soon be the wife of the president, she is high above you, what do you want?"

"But Aunt Ruoruo is not happy at all."

An Xichen said this on purpose, and sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan came over and looked at him coaxingly, "Can you tell my cousin why?"